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BOY OBEYED ORDERS GIVEN
Meant Well, but Information Was Not
Welcomed by Hotel Manager
Just at That Time.
A certain New York hotel manager
Is one of those nervous men who con
stantly warn their employes against
keeping them In Ignorance of any
happening around the place. He hired
a new bell boy recently, and gave
him the usual warning:
'Remember," he warned, "If any*
thing happens around here I’m to be
the first person to know about It.”
Soon after that he was showing
three haughty Daughters of the Con
federacy one of the best roomB In the
place, when the new bell boy rushed
in with his hair on end.
‘Something’s happened!” he yelled
The tbree Daughters of the Con
federacy turned coldly, and the man
ager, anxious to get rid of the boy,
demanded to know the trouble.
“That old cat down stairs,” said
the boy, “has Just had kittens! What
shall we do?”
The manager’s suggestion was
rough.
Hit the Danger 8pot.
A tippler with a very red nose got
« day’s work as a laborer In a boiler
works. The same day ho appeared
before the surgeon at the hospital
with his nose smashed.
“Good gracious!” exclaimed the sur
geon. “How did you manage to get
your nose smashed like that?”
“Oh, cried the sufferer, “I put my
nose through a hole In the boiler for
a sniff of fresh air, and the man out
alde with the hammer mistook It for
a red-hot rivet. And he only hit once
—that’s all.”
To Pop Corn.
Very often corn will not pop quick
ly, even over a very hot fire. If you
will put the corn to be popped In a
sieve and pour cold water over It, no!
allowing the water to stand on th«
corn, It will not only pop quickly, but
the open kernels will be larger and
lighter and more flaky than they oth
erwlse would have been.
COFFEE THRE8HED HER.
15 Long Years.
"For over fifteen years,” writes a
patient, hopeful little Ills, woman,
"while a coffee drinker, I suffered from
Spinal Irritation and Nervous trouble.
I was treated by good physicians, but
did not get much relief.
“I never suspected that coffee might
be aggravating by condition. (Tea la
Just as Injurious, because it contains
caffeine, the same drug found in cof
fee.) I was down-hearted and dl»
couraged, but prayed dally that ]
might find something to help me.
“Several years ago, while at a
friend's house I drank a cup of Post
um and though I had never tasked
anything more delicious.
“From that time on I used Postum
instead of coffee and soon began to
Improve In health, so that now I can
walk half a dozen blocks or more with
ease, and do many other things that I
never thought I would be able to do
again In this world.
‘‘My appetite is good, I sleep well
and find life is worth living. A lady
of my acquaintance said she did not
like Postum, it was so weak and taste
less.
“I explained to her the difference
when It Is made right—boiled accord
ing to directions. She was glad to
know this because coffee did not agree
with her. Now her folks say they
expect to use Postum the rest of their
lives.” Name given upon request.
Read the little book, “The Road to
Wellvllle," In pkgs. “There's a Rea
son.”
“Postum now comes in concentrated,
powder form, called Instant Postum.
It Is prepared by stirring a level tea
spoonful in a cup of hot water, adding
sugar to taste, and enough cream to
bring the color to golden brown.
Instant Postum Is convenient;
there's no waste; and the flavour is al
ways uniform. Sold by grocers—45 to
50-cup tin 30 cts., 90 to 100-cup tin
50 cts.
} A 6-cup trial tin mailed for grocer's
name and 2-cent stamp for postage.
Postum Cereal Co., Ltd., Battle Creek,
Mich.—Adv
Sfrnprudence
of CPvue. _
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Copyright, 1911, The Bobho-MorrUI Company
SYNOPSIS.
In the time of Queen Anne, I.ady Prue
dence Brook, widowed at 16 and still a
widow' at two and twenty, while journey
ini? In a coach to London with her cousin.
is accosted by a highwayman who,
however, takes nothing from her except a
kiss.
The two girls live with their grand
mother, I^dy Drumloch, who, despite her
reduced circumstances, maintains a gay
social position In the court circle.
Prue Is small, gay, delightful, daring,
extravagant, ami always In debt.
She is perpetually pursued by creditors
and Just notv Is In deep water for want or
a few guineas with which to buy a he
gowa by whose aid she hopes to win Ibaca
the queen's favor, very recently tost or
one of her mad pranks.
She decides to visit Aaron's a notorious
money lender, and asks him to takec®rw
of her debts on the strength of her ap
proaching marriage to Sir Geoffrey ife*
desert.
Aaron Informs her, however, that Beau"
desert Is himself head over heels in hern
and while Prue Is still In bis office 3U
Geoffrey arrives,
Prue at once secrets herself In a
and to her astonishment overhears sir
Geoffrey ask for advances of money, aasu
on the strength of their engagement.
Prue reads In a paper an account of! the
(rial and sentence of Robin Freeman tie,
the highwayman who had kissed hei on
the moors, and that ho is to be hanged at
Tyburn the following Monday.
Suddenly she recalls that according to
legal custom the debts of a widow are
burled In the coffin of her husband.
She conceives the whimsical Idea of
marrying Robin In order to escape her
debts.
Accompanied by Peggy she visits New
gate prison and Robin, who Is already in
love with her, consents to the ceremony.
Afterward Prue asks to bo alone with
him for a few minutes and allows him to
kiss her again and feels pity for his ap
proaching execution.
Eord Beaucotnbe also visits Robin and
Robin tells him that he has proof that
Beaucombe Is not the legitimate hair to
the title and threatens if he Is not re
leased to see that proof of this fact gets
to Beaucombe’s enemies.
On Monday Peggy Is suffering keenly
because of her belief that Robin, now be
ginning to be a hero In her eyes, Is about
to be hanged she Is astonished at seeing
him enter the house and Is told that he
has been reprieved and set at liberty.
CHAPTER XX—(Continued.)
"You allude to the fortunate acci
dent that enabled me to re
turn the lost necklace to her majesty,
I presume?” Prue replied, seating her
self and negligently pointing with her
fan to a sufficiently distant chair. "I
assure you I deem myself most happy
in rendering u service, which has been
only too highly appreciated, but I can
not lay claim to brilliancy, for I was
but a passive instrument.”
"The brilliancy I refer to, dear Vis
countess, was not so much the ‘for
tunate accident’ as the ready wit by
which you turned so compromising an
adventure to such good account,” said
Sir Geoffrey significantly.
The challenge of his tone and words
was unmistakable and Prue responded
with more spirit than wisdom.
"You must speak more plainly if you
wish to be understood,” she answered.
"Compromising adventures, you know
very well, are not rare In my expe
rience—or yours”—she laughed rather
maliciously—"but I seldom turn them
to good account. Now, the accident
that gave the queen’s necklace Into
my hands—”
“Was the happy result of a little visit
to Newgate.” interposed Sir Geoffrey,
with veiled insolence. “Why beat about
the bush with me, dearest girl? I
know who gave you the necklace—
when he was warned, by you, of the
danger of keeping It! and how It came
about that he was lucky enough to
escape before the soldiers arrived to
arrest him.”
‘‘What In the world are you talking
about, Sir Geoffrey?” she cried, with
rather over-acted bewilderment.
“What Is every one talking about to
day, but the madcap viscountess, who
coaxed the highwayman out of the
stolen necklace, and being caught In
the trap that was timed for Robin
Freemantle, circumvented the soldiers,
cosened the Duchess of Marlborough
and beguiled the Queon Majesty. Am
t not right In congratulating you on
such a brilliant series of achieve
ments?”
“My dear Sir Geoffrey, you have
mistaken your vocation," she laughed.
“With such an imagination you ought
to have been, not a member of Parlia
ment, but a poet! X am quite Inter
ested In this romance; surely there is
more of It?”
“Considerably more,” he went on.
lowering his voice and drawing his
chair closer to her. “There are those
who saw the beautiful shepherdess In
close conversation with a masker In
red. at the ball; and who now know
that he was no other than Robin Free
mantle In the borrowed plumes of
Beachcombe. You have enemies, fair
Prudence—men you have Jilted and
women you have excelled In wit and
beauty—and by some of these you were
seen, in company with the Red Dom
ino. very near the queen’s tiring-room,
from which the necklace was Btolen.
Can you wonder that when a story is
bruited about that Lady Prudence
Brooke, in dead of night, was discov
ered with the necklace In her posses
sion, In the place where Robin Free
mantle was looked for, these good peo
ple should compare notes about her
ladyship’s lutest exploit, and place
their own construction upon It?"
“And you. Sir Geoffrey?” she asked
her thoughtful eyes upon his, "what
construction do you place upon this
curious rodomontade?"
“Oh!" he laughed softly; “I hold all
the clews, so It seems less of a ro
domontade to me than, perhaps, to
Others. I alone know of the little cere
mony in Newgate, which explains all.”
"Oh! It explains all. does it?” she re
peated reflectively. "I should be glad
to hear the explanation, now you have
propounded the conundrum."
“ Tis simple enough. When Rarbara
Sweeting told the story of the necklace,
you instantly jumped at the same con
clusion as the rest of us—namely, that
Robin Freemantle, secure In his dis
guise. had made the use of his oppor
tunity that a robber naturally would,
and had stolen the most valuable thing
he could lay his hands on—"
"Oh! then you don't give me the
credit of the robbery?" she exclaimed
with a pout. “It would have added
so much to the Interest of the romance
“You? Oh! Lady Prudence, can you
ask me such a question?’’ he inter
rupted. in a tone of vehement reproach.
"I only give you credit for hastening
to warn your—husband of his danger
and carrying away the incriminating
proof of his guilt; and I admire your
courage and generosity though I de
pore its object."
"Have you quite finished this roman
tic story, Sir Geoffrey?” queried Prue,
dismissing his personal opinion with a
disdainful toss of her fan.
"The preface only, but the rest will
wait,” he replied, with a sinister smile.
"Then perhaps you would like to hear
what really happened? It would be
useless for me to deny—even if I
wished—that I spoke with Captain
Freemantle, at the ball—”
"Quite so,” Sir Geoffrey agreed
blandly.
“Not that I wish to deny It,” she
went on petulantly; 'at a masquerade
everything is permitted, and you, my
dear Sir Geoffrey, know better than
any one else, this gentleman's claim
upon my attention. Still, I fail to see
any connection between Captain Free
mantle's presence at the ball and the
disappearance of the necklace—about
which, you must acknowledge, that I
know more than any one else, since ~1
found—and restored it.”
Sir Geoffrey bowed his acquiescence,
but his smile was not reassuring.
“We all know what an admirable
raconteuse Barbara is, and I was nat
urally much worked up by her story of
the lost necklace; in fact I could
scarcely restrain my impatience to hear
a more authentic account,” Prue pro
ceeded, recovering her self-confidence,
which for a moment had wavered under
Sir Geoffrey's attack. "So the moment
my visitors left me, I sent for a chair
and started for Marlborough House, to
get my information at first hand. At
a short distance, however, I was in
terrupted by a person who thrust this
paper into my hand.”
She drew from her bosom the
crumpled document which had already
played an important part in her ver
sion of the affair, and handed it to
him.
Sir Geoffrey read it carefully, re
folded it, and meeting her eye, bowed
gravely, as though to Intimate that he
was too much interested to break the
thread of the narrative even by a word.
“You know my love of adventure too
well to doubt that I instantly decided
to risk anything and follow this clue.
It took me to a dismal old house—
empty, I believe, except for an old hag,
who, keeping her face concealed, thrust
the casket into my hands and at the
first sound of the soldiers' approach,
disappeared."
Sir Geoffrey softly clapped his hands,
as thougli In applause.
"Capital! excellent!” he cried. "My
dear Prue, with shame I confess that
I never before have done justice to the
vast resources of your wit. I actually
dared to wonder how you had managed
to forestall sqsplclon and snatch safe
ty out of the Jaws of peril. You have
surpassed yourself! To plan so subtly;
to execute so promptly! To omit noth
ing—even the written proof—and to
crown It all with a guileless frankness
that might disarm the most captious,
and certainly would have deceived me,
if I had not been close beside you from
the moment you emerged from your
own door until that of Robin Free
mantle hid you from my Jealous eyes!”
Then suddenly, without giving her
time to disguise the startled dismay
that sprang to her eyes, he bent for
ward and seised her two hands In his.
“Why treat your faithful lover so
harshly, sweet Prue?” he went on pas
sionately. "Have I not proven my love
again and again in the defense of your
reputation and in unquestioning sub
mission to your caprices? Have I not
endured your coldness and yielded my
Just claims before the scruple that
prompted you to deny your future hus
band the smallest favor, while the
phantom of a vow linked you to a
felon? And am I to have no reward,
not even enough of your confidence to
enable me to give the lie to your tra
duce™?"
“My traducers!” she cried Impatient
ly. "Who are they? At present the
only person who has dared to cast a
doubt on my veracity Is—Sir Geoffrey
Beaudesert!”
“And how long do you expect to es
cape the pack of ‘damned good-natured
friends' who have been accustomed to
feed upon the choice morsels of scandal
you have liberally provided for them?"
he demanded. “Before tonight every
gossip In town will bfe In possession of
the story of your ad ventures, and each
one who recounts It will put his own
construction upon It."
“ ‘Tls true," she murmured. “I have
often assisted at such feasts of reason.
They are highly entertaining, and every
one is eager to add a dash of spice or
vinegar to the witches’ broth. And there
Is nothing I can do to stop those busy
bodies." She glanced resentfully at Sir
Geoffrey, yet there was Inquiry In her
eye.
“Certainly there Is something,” he re
plied, answering the unspoken question.
“You can give them something else to
talk about that will throw the escapade
of the necklace into the shade. The
shade, do I say? Rather into utter
oblivion." An ironclad smile began to
dawn upon her face, bue he did not
leave her time to speak. “You can give
them a wedding to talk about, a sub
ject that eclipses every other; if you
prefer It, an elopement; indeed, I think
that would be more dramatic. Say but
the word, dearest, and in an hour, a
postchaise—”
“Oh. Sir Geoffrey,” she exclaimed,
bursting into a hearty laugh. “Can you
really seriously propose such an ab
surdity to me? An elopement? a post
chaise? Methinks I should be like a
man who jumps into a river to avoid
being wetted by a passing shower!
We should Indeed give the town some
thing to talk about; and not only talk,
but laugh at.”
”JLet them laugh," said Sir Geoffrey
doggedly. "So can I; and he laughs
longest who laughs last.”
“With me for the butt of your hilar
ity? Thanks, I am always pleased to
have my friends—and my enemies—
laugh with me. but to have them all
laughing at me is scarcely to my taste.
Besides, for you, Sir Geoffrey, to sug
gest such a thing to me—you who
know that I a already another man’s
wife and can not therefore legally be
come yours—for you to make such an
offer is an Insult—no less."
“My dearest Prue, spare me these re
proaches. I grant that yesterday, while
this man lived, you were—in a sort of
way—his wife. But why should you.
who were on the spot, pretend to be
Ignorant of what the whole town knows
this morning, that Robin FTeemantle
was killed last night, and that conse
quently you are, as you naturally wish
to be—his widow? I congratulate you
—and myself.”
All Prue's forebodings revived at
these words, uttered with an air of
triumphant security that struck a chill
to her heart. "I—I do not understand
you-” she stammered, trying to ap
pear unconcerned.
"OhI I think you do,” he replied,
“only you love to torment me by play
ing the inexorable prude. You were
at Robin’s house and witnessed—nay,
possibly connived at his escape. You
were still there when the soldiers over
took the boat in which he and his band
were attempting escape, and shot the
fugitives and sank their boat. The
news in today’s Courant can not but
confirm your own hopes of regaining
the Joys of freedom, with all the ad
vantages for which you married Cap
lain—de Cliffe.”
As she remained silent, he drew the
news sheet from his pocket and, with
a great show of searching out the Item,
handed it to her. She waved it away
with a careless gesture and when he
offered to read it to her, she merely
bent her head slightly, never moving
her eyes from his face.
” 'At a time when the whole coun
try is terrorized by highwaymen and
footpads, singly and in bands, news of
the extermination of the notorious
gang of robbers under the leadership
of Robin Freemantle (recently con
demned to be hanged at Tyburn for his
crimes and later mysteriously released)
will be highly gratifying to the travel
ing public, who go In constant fear of
their lives because of the boldness of
these marauders, who infest the very
streets of the metropolis. No longer
ago than last Monday L—d B—ch—e
was attacked by these very miscreants,
robbed and held In captivity (doubt
less for ransom,) while Robin Free
mantle, disguised in his captive’s dom
ino, attended the masquerade at Marl
borough house and robbed the duchess'
guests—not even sparing, if rumor may
be credited, the queen’s most sacred
majesty.
"‘But for this piece of shameless
audacity, the ruffians might still be
at large and the hangman still look
ing forward hopefully to his fees. We
liave it on unimpeachable authority
that a certain beautiful v-sc-t-ss. re
nowned equally for her lively adven
tures and her incomparable charms,
determined to avenge this outrage
upon her sovereign mistress, and with
undaunted courage and marvelous
shrewdness, tracked the robber to his
lair and actually recovered the stolen
jewels. Then, at a preconcerted sig
nal, soldiers surrounded the house,
and when the robber band attempted
to escape by the river, sank the boat
with ail the fugitives on board. The
exact number is not known, but must
assuredly have been large—probably a
dozen or a score. One thing only is
certain—none x’emained in the house
and none can possibly have escaped.'
"There is more about the affair, but
nothing that will interest you as much
as that last paragraph," said Sir
Ueoffrey, folding the sheet.
"It is certainly most interesting to
hear that there were 20 miscreants
In the house," cried Prue, who had had
time during the reading (which was
Impressively deliberate and pompous,)
to recover her self command. “My ex
ploit is vastly enhanced by the largo
number of human lions and tigers I
bearded in their den. I begin to feel
myself a heroine indeed.”
"There could be but one opinion as
to that," said Sir Geoffrey, with a pro
found bow that scarcely accorded with
the cold irony of his smile.
"Pray keep my counsel, and do not
tell any one that I never saw any of
the 20 robbers, and in fact had no idea
that there were any in the place," said
Prue. “You don’t know how much I
am indebted to you, Sir Geoffrey, for
ill the information you have given ms
about my little adventure.”
"I am indeed happy in being the first
to assure you of its fortunate ending,"
said Sir Geoffrey, rising. “Surely you
will now permit me, dearest, to urge
my suit”—he dropped upon one knee
Before her, and had pressed several
passionate kisses upon her hand before
she made any attempt to repel him.
“That will do for the present, Sir
Ueoffrey,” she said at last. "Please get
up and be rational. You do not expect
me, I presume, to send for a parson
tad marry you offhand? I may be
i widow again; but I must have surer
proof of it than a mere rumor, such
is this, before I wed again. I have
vet to be convinced that Captain de
Cliffe left that house—that he ever
was in it. ’Tis strange you should in
sist upon that—methinks that for a
suitor so eager to press his own claims,
you are over-ready to accuse me of
keeping tryBt with another—husband.”
"Accuse, sweet Prudence! You mis
take me altogether. Too well, alas, do
[ know the coldness of your heart and
the inaccessible distance from which
your adorers are expected to admire
you. Surely, you do not think me
capable of a doubt?”
“You were capable of spying on me
and following me, by your own show
ing,” she retorted sharply.
“For your own sake, dearest; merely
to be ready in case you needed a
strong arm and a skilled sword to de
fend you. And all I ask now is that
you will accept that protection for life
and give me the right to silence every
malicious tongue with the public an
nouncement of our approaching mar
riage. Who will dare,” Sir Geoffrey
went on, in his most grandiloquent
manner, “to defame the lady of whom
[ am ready to say, ’This is my prom
ised wife; her honor is mine”'
(Continued Next Week.)
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There are more people who watch and
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If the grass Is skimped, the sheep have
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Some folks just store their lofty Ideals
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Some folks imagine that they are cut
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Some folks hate mightily to grow old,
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sence of leavening gas, it requires from
two to three times as much to raise cakes
or biscuits as it does of Calumet Baking
Powder. , ,
Thus, eventually, the actual cost to
you or cheap baking powders is more
than Calumet would be.
Cheap baking powders often leave the
bread bleached and acid, sometimes yel
low and alkaline, and often unpalatable.
They are not always of uniform strength
alNowUthey’bride buys Calumet—the per
fectly wholesome baking powder, moder
ate in price, and always uniform and re
liable. Calumet keeps indefinitely, makes
good cooking easy, and is certainly the
most economical after all. Received
Highest Awards; World’s Pure Food Ex
position, Chicago, 111.; Paris Exposition,
France, March, 1912.—Adv.
Flattery.
“It Is an easy matter for an agent
to sell Gupp an edition de luxe set of
books.”
“How so?"
“All the agent has to say is, ‘Mr
Gupp, you look like a man of intelli
gence.’ ”
SUFFERED FOR 25 YEARS.
Mr. R. M. Fleenor, R. F. D. 39, Otter
bein, Ind., writes: “I had been a suffer
er from Kidney Trouble for about 25
voars I finally got so bad that I had
to quit work, and
doctors failed to do
me any good. I kept
getting worse all the
time, and it at last
turned to inflamma
gtlon of the Bladder,
land I had given up
Ball hope, when one
■ day I received your
mil . 1. n lri 1
R. M. Fleenor. tlsing your pills, and
resolved to try them. I did, and took
only two boxes, and I am now sound
and well. I regard my cure as remark
able. I can recommend Dodd’s Kidney
Pills to any one who is suffering from
Kidney Trouble as I was.” Write to Mr.
Fleenor about this wonderful remedy.
Dodd’s Kidney Pills, 60c. per box at
your dealer or Dodd’s Medicine Co.,
Buffalo, N. Y. Write for Household
Hints, also music of National Anthem
(English and German words) and reci
pes for dainty dishes. All 3 sent free.
Adv.
Appropriate Connections.
“So Miss Jiggers had an eye to tht
vaudeville stage.”
“Yea. but she got the hook."
Serious Matter.
Griggs—I saw the doctor’s carriage
at your door yesterday. Anything se
rious?
Briggs—I should say so! He want
ed to collect his bill.—Boston Evening
Transcript.
What a Funny Teacher.
An east side lad of six summer has
a child's faculty for seeing things,
often in the way they are not. He
came home from school the other day
and found his father reading the daily
paper.
“Pop," he said, ‘‘my teacher don’t
know nothin’!”
"Why, son, what’s the matter now?”
asked the father.
"Well,” replied the youngster, “she
held a big red apple up in front of us
this morning and said: Children, what
is this I have in my hand?'”—Indian
apolis News.
CONSTIPATION
Manyon’s Paw-Paw
Pills are unlike all oth
er laxatives or cathar
tics. They coax the
liver into activity by
gentle methods, they
do not scour; they do
not gripe; they do not
weaken; but they do
start all the secretions
of the liver and stom
ach in a way that soon
puts these organs iu a
healthy condition and
corrects constipation. Munyon's Paw-Paw
Pills are a tonic to the stomach, liver and
nerves. They invigorate instead of weaken;
they enrich the blood instead of impover
ishing it; they enable the stomach to get all
the nourishment from food that is put into
it. Price 25 cents. All Druggists.
Get a Canadian Home
In Western Canada’s
Free Homestead Ares
THE
PROVINCE
OF
Manitoba
has several New Home
steading Districts that
afford rare opportunity
to secure 160acres of ex
collont agricultu ral
land FltEE. jf
For Grain Growing
and Cattle Raising
this province has no superior and
In profitable agriculture shows an
unbroken period of over a quarter
of a Century.
Perfect climate: good markets;
railways convenient; soil tho very
best, and social conditions most
desirable.
Vacant lands adjacent to Free
Homesteads may bo purchased
and also in tho older districts
lands can bo bought at reason
able prices.
For further particulars writo to
J. M. Kad art:Ian. Drawer *78, Watertown, S. B„
W. V. emu. Her toiWf*. Omaha, Mfttka,
ar.J R.A.Camtt. 315 Jadoon SI., St- Pod, Mina.
Canadian Government'Agents, or
address Superintendent, of
Immigration, Ottawa,Canada.
Coo^h Syrup • O'
in time. Sold by Drain
f 2%.
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